Teetering on the edge of passing out, the last thing Gavin wants is another hit of weed. Cassie's got him so worked up though, the only thought driving him is an obsession to get into her pussy. She's all but sucked the resistance out of him, so with little else to lose, he grabs the pipe and takes in another huge hit.

The smoke burns his lungs as he holds it in as long as he can, in a desperate attempt to please her. In the pitch-black darkness, she presses her lips into his and places her hand on his back as she eases him back onto the bed.

Rolling on top of him and pressing her tits into his chest, she takes him to heaven with deep kisses as he slips in and out of consciousness. He's fading fast as she puts her mouth close to his ear. Using her irresistible succubus charm, she whispers subtle, hypnotic suggestions into his submissive brain.

"I want you to eat my ass, baby... you're gonna do it, and you're gonna love it."

With the last hit of marijuana coursing its way into his already numb brain, he can only mumble a few unintelligible sounds in response. She cradles him in her arms, kissing him as his world goes dark and he slips away into unconsciousness.

Slapping his face a couple of times to make sure he's out cold, she's ready to set the scene for the final act of her succubus fantasy. She slowly eases herself off the bed, being careful not to disturb the erotic dreams swirling around his intoxicated brain.

Taking his cell phone from his pants pocket, she carries it with her into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. She has to hurry now; no telling how long he'll be passed out.

She goes to the control panel on his phone, smiling when she sees his battery down to thirty percent. She clicks on the display function to adjust the brightness level to one hundred percent so his phone will be dead in the morning.

Next, she slides her panties down her legs, letting out a sigh of relief as she reaches between her legs to remove the gaff-thong she's been wearing to conceal her secret. She carefully unwraps the soft cotton cloth she used to protect her five-inch cock from the tight confines of the gaff.

Finally free from its all-day prison, she strokes her hard little secret as she looks at her reflection in the mirror. She's proud of herself for how smoothly she's pulling this off. She gets better at it every time she does it.

She runs a fresh sniff of perfume into her crack before quietly tip-toeing back to the bedroom to find him still passed out in the same place she left him. Making sure the screen is turned on, she places his cell phone face-down on the carpet, just under the bed.

She gets the lube from the nightstand drawer and slithers up next to him. Giggling to herself, she strokes herself a few times before straddling him in a sixty-nine position.

With everything in place for the final act of her succubus game, she takes advantage of this quiet time, resting her head on his tummy, waiting for him to wake up.

She knows a real succubus would pounce right now, and force her sex on him while he's passed out, but that's never appealed to her. She gets a bigger thrill from having them look into her eyes when she takes them.

There's no telling how long he's been passed out, but when he starts coming to, she goes into action, taking his half-hard organ into her mouth. She has a feast licking up and down his shaft and swirling her tongue around the head. She's always loved feeling a cock getting hard in her mouth.

He's still so stoned he doesn't remember where he is or even who he is. All he knows is a girl's mouth is on his cock, and it feels wonderful to him. His erotic, unconscious dreams are turning into conscious realities as he awakes in a half-conscience stupor.

She works his asshole as she sucks, pressing a lubed finger into his hole to satisfy her own obsession. He moans as she curls her finger to massage his prostate. She moans back to him like a siren, pulling him deeper into her control.

When he starts running his hands up and down her legs, she knows he's awake enough for her next move. She takes her mouth off his cock and moans to him.

"Oh... God, baby!... keep doing it... just like that, sweetheart... lick my ass some more. You're almost ready for my clit."

The only words registering in Gavin's mind are, 'keep doing it,' and 'you're almost ready for my clit.'

As if he's been doing it all along, his mind accepts her suggestions. With two of Cassie's fingers up his ass, he presses his tongue into her little pink hole as it pulses in and out, thinking he's almost into her pussy. Once she grinds her ass into his face, he realizes what he's doing and suddenly pulls back.

What's wrong?" Cassie prods him, "I thought you wanted to get to my clit?

"It's not that, Cassie," he's thinking a little straighter, but his words are still slurred, "its j-just th-that I've n-never..."

"Never what?" Cassie abruptly interrupts him. "You've never eaten a girl's ass before?"

"Y-yeah... maybe that's what it is. S-Susan never w-wanted to d-do anything anal. She always thought of it as s-something dirty."

Cassie chuckles to herself. "Of course it's dirty," she giggles, "that's what makes it so hot.

"In case you haven't noticed, I'm not Susan. Susan kicked your ass out of her life, but she's still inside your head. Do you wanna finally be free from Susan?  Be a little pervert with me, treat yourself for once. And if you do a good job, I might even let you fuck my ass after you worship it."

That's all he needed to hear. Fucking a girl's ass has been on Gavin's sexual bucket list since his puberty days. Still stoned out his mind and easily influenced by Cassie's temptations, he figures, 'What the fuck,' and dives in.

"Oh yeah, baby," she moans to him.

He grabs onto her ass and pulls her closer to him. She lets his balls fall from her mouth as she licks her way to his hole. They lick each other down there for who knows how long as Cassie takes him to erotic heights he's never imagined.

Sensing his complete submission to her, it's time to really blow his mind. She wails her pleasure with wicked moans, working him into such a frenzy he has no concept of reality.

"C'mon baby," she moans, "lick my balls for me."

She arches her back, placing her balls just below his lips.

'Balls...?' he thinks to himself. 'What the fuck?'

He struggles with the thought, wondering where he is, wondering what he's doing, wondering who he's with.

"C'mon baby," she tempts him, "do it like you always do."

'I always do...?' his mind starts to resist.

"No, no!" he struggles to resist. "I'm sorry Cassie, I just can't do this."

"I dunno, baby. Your hard cock tells a different story."

She's not surprised at his resistance, all of her victims usually resist it at this point. She handles his resistance by overwhelming him with suggestive words, playing his mind like a fine-tuned instrument.

"C'mon, baby. You want it... I want it... my clit's waiting for you."

His heart is racing and he doesn't know how to react. Before he can say another word, Cassie adjusts herself backward, pushing her ass back in his face as she deepthroats his cock again.

The immense pleasure she's giving his cock and ass is fucking with his head. There's a battle going on inside his brain. Cassie sucks him a little faster, a little harder, deliberately pushing her hard cock across his lips like she always gets her men past their resistance.

It takes all the willpower Gavin can muster to push her ass off his nose enough to say, "Please Cassie, I can't do this. We need to stop!"

"OK, if you say so baby," Cassie takes her mouth off his cock, giving his head a couple of last tempting sucks before also slipping her finger out of his ass.

"I'm sorry," he tries to catch his breath, "it all feels wonderful, but I'm just not into..."

"That's okay, I understand," Cassie cuts him off. "Too bad your dick doesn't seem to agree with you," she giggles and takes his cock all the way down her throat. She bobs her head up and down it until she's got him moaning out of control.

"Are you sure you want me to stop?" she abruptly inquires of him.

"Nooooo..." he screams, "Pleeeeze... don't stop!"

"I don't know, you weren't so sure a minute ago," she stops sucking and pulls her fingers out of his ass, "I definitely don't want to force you into anything." She jiggles her ass to emphasize her words.

"Please... I'm sure, don't stop." Gavin says, unable to resist her succubus-inspired blow job.

With her testicles hanging inches above his lips., he timidly sticks his out tongue for an exploratory lick. Cassie widens her knees to lower herself a little closer, tempting the limits of his resistance. She sways her cock back and forth inches above his lips, like a fisherman tempting a fish to bite his worm.

She licks up and down his shaft again, then further tempts him with a loud moan.

"Suck me, baby. Suck me right now!"

She sucks his pulsing cock with a vengeance when he decides to suck her balls into his mouth.

"Good boy..." she knows she's got him now, "you're almost ready for my clit. Keep it up, baby. You're pleasing me. You're pleasing me very much. I love you when you're like this."

'Oh God...' he thinks, 'I gotta have it. I gotta have her."

"Do you like it?" she edges him. "Do you want to please my clit?" she goes down on him deeper, taking in every inch of him.

Gavin says to himself, 'Fuck it!'

"Yeah," he mumbles, "I like it and I want it."

"Are you sure?"

"Fuck yes...." he mumbles in response, "give it to me."

Knowing she'll get no resistance from him now, she raises her ass, pulling her balls out of his mouth and rubbing her cock all over his face.

"There it is, darling. Take it, baby, take it."

He eagerly runs his tongue along her shaft, licking her soft skin, moaning in ecstasy when he finds the head and takes it into his mouth. She deep throats his cock as she pushes her cock into his mouth, his mind completely submissive now to everything she does.

Knowing she's hooked her fish, she slips another finger into his ass, getting him warmed up for her final move. He sucks on her cock like a pacifier, holding his lips tightly around it as it feeds his desire, feeds his passion. His erotic sensations overwhelm him, his body experiencing feelings never before felt.

She knows he's ready now, ready for her final move. His mind is in erotic overdrive as she takes her mouth off his cock. Leaving three fingers inside his ass to tease his prostate, she takes her cock away from him and turns around to kiss him.

"Are you liking this?" she whispers to him with an evil, suggestive tone.

"Yeah, I love this," he mumbles back.

"I knew you would. I know what you want. I know you want to give all of yourself to me. You're mine, baby, I'm going to take you now."

He moans to her words, hypnotized by her succubus desires, ready to be taken, unable to move.

She covers him with kisses, darting her tongue into his mouth as he stays under her spell, unable to resist. His hips rock back and forth, up and down, his prostate screaming with pleasure to her skillful massaging. Pulling her fingers out of his ass and replacing them with her cock so smoothly and with such skill, he doesn't even feel it.

He squirms beneath her, hardly even realizing he's being fucked. All he knows for sure is he wants more of whatever she's doing. Cassie's in succubus heaven, playing out her obsessive fantasy with another man she's so skillfully seduced into submission. She won't steal his soul, but she's stealing part of his masculinity, exacting her revenge, fucking him silly, and making him love every stroke.

She pounds his ass with her tongue buried in his mouth, not letting him think about anything other than wanting more and more of her. His breaths are fast and ragged, his fingers dig at her back. His head spins in circles as she takes more and more pleasure at his expense.

He takes everything she's got as she amps herself towards another glorious, succubus-inspired orgasm. He whimpers as her cock swells inside him. Her constricting balls push a load of pleasure spewing into his very aroused cavity. The warmth soothes him as his eyes close once again, with her collapsing on top of him.

She kisses him up and down his neck and nibbles on his ears as her cock shrinks back to its normal length and falls out of him. He mumbles a few last sounds of pleasure before passing out from sheer exhaustion, and she's not far behind.

She loves on his lifeless body, thinking about how she used to feel about men, wanting to fall in love with the man of her dreams, and live happily ever after. But those aren't the cards she was dealt. She's accepted her fate, happy she's created this game to satisfy her obsession.

Her eyes become heavy, it's been a long, but exciting day. Curling herself up next to Gavin's body as he soundly sleeps, she closes her eyes to join him in peaceful slumber.

~~~~~

Gavin still sleeps as she wakes to the morning light. This part of the game can get a bit unpredictable when her man wakes up with a strange feeling in his ass and discovers he's been sleeping with her secret.

She lies awake wondering how he'll react, wondering if she read him right the day before. She gets an assuring sign when he begins to stir and puts his arm around her to pull her close before drifting back to sleep.

She kisses his hand and holds it to her breast, wondering how it would have been if she'd been born with a normal body. She enjoys these quiet moments, thinking about what she'll do when he wakes up.

"Mmm..." he purrs as he cups his hand around her breast.

"Good morning, baby," she turns around to kiss him. "How do you feel this morning?"

"God, I feel so weird, and so peaceful at the same time."

"Well, you were quite the animal with me last night," she gives him a playful giggle. "You little pervert," she adds.

"Pervert?"

"Yeah, you don't remember?"

"Fuck... last night seems like such a blur."

"What do you remember?" she probes into his head, wondering if he has any recollections of what she did to him.

"Like I said, it's all a blur. I remember watching your smoking hot ass when you were mixing drinks."

"You got wasted pretty fast. You must not drink that much."

"I don't usually. I remember you sitting on my lap, and getting turned on to your kisses. Did you slap me for something?"

"I just slapped your hand away when you tried to undress me before I wanted you to, that's all."

"Yeah, I remember that. I remember smoking some bad-ass weed. But after that, it's all blank. Fill me in. Did we make love?"

Cassie breathes a sigh of relief, knowing everything she did is now buried in his subconscious mind. She can now manipulate him into believing her version of last night's events as she wants him to remember.

"Well, yeah... we made love. We're naked in bed, aren't we? We both got pretty loaded off that weed. We just held each other for the longest time. Then we started kissing and got really turned on.

"Then you got really freaked out when you put your hand in my panties and felt something you didn't expect."

"Wha-da-ya-mean?"

"You felt my cock."

"What the fuck? You're a tranny?"

"Don't use that word. I hate that word. And no, I'm not transgender. I was born this way. I'm not on hormones and my tits aren't implants."

"Fuck, what have I done?"

"You made love to me, that's what you did. And I loved it. And I'd like to do it again before we get out of bed."

"I don't know, this is fucking strange."

She gently takes his cock between her fingers, slowly stroking him as she gets him over his initial shock.

"It wasn't strange to you last night after you got used to me. Especially when I gave you the best blow job you've ever had."

"It does feel good waking up next to you. Cock or not, you're still hot as fuck, I know that much. If you're not a tranny..."

Slap!... "I told you not to say that word to me."

"Okay, sorry. If you're not transgender, then what are you?"

"I'm kinda like a freak of nature. There are different terms for it. Most of the doctors I've seen call it inter-sexed. I was born with a penis and grew up thinking I was male, even though I never really got along with other boys that much.

"When I went into puberty, my breasts started growing, my ass and hips got bigger, and I felt like a girl in every way, except for the cock mother nature gave me.

"It was hard for me and my parents to come to terms with me being both sexes, but we've all adjusted to it now. Except for my cock, I'm all female. That's why I was so nervous about you undressing me last night."

"Wow, I can see why. Did we, umm... you know... umm..."

"Fuck?" she helps him out. "Yeah," she lies, "you fucked me, in the ass. My ass is my pussy, and it's tighter than any girl's pussy. I loved it, and so did you."

Her stroking is getting his cock hard as he looks at her with a puzzled look on his face. They stare at each other for a few minutes. She chuckles to herself as he tries to recall how he fucked her when in reality, it was the other way around.

He doesn't say a thing when he leans over and kisses her. She kisses him back and squeezes his cock, making him moan with pleasure as they continue to kiss.

He's feeling at ease enough to ask, "So, umm, did I do anything with your, umm, cock?"

"No, you wouldn't even touch it, and I didn't make you. I knew how hard it was for you. I just went down and sucked you until you were ready to fuck."

"So... you said you'd like to do it again this morning?"

"Yeah, you can accept my freak body. We're not going to smoke weed to get you in the mood. I have to catch a plane this afternoon."

"Catch a plane?"

"I travel a lot on business. I have an important client to meet in Portland tomorrow."

"What do you do?"

"I'm in marketing. But that's not important right now. If you want another piece from me, we better get to it. You want your dick sucked?"

"Umm, yeah, of course. Maybe I'll be able to remember it this time. You really are a beautiful woman. You're not a freak, and I mean that sincerely."

"Thanks, baby," she kisses his cheek. "I'd kiss you longer, but I have to be at the airport in a few hours.

Without saying another word, she kisses up and down his neck and sucks on his nipples as she works her way to his cock. She sucks it like she used to dream she would, pretending he's the man of her dreams.

She pleasures his cock simply because it's a cock, not because of the man it's attached to. She loves sucking cock in the light of day and not having to hide her cock from him. He seems to be accepting her body after the brainwashing she gave him last night.

She works him into another frenzy, bringing him to the edge of orgasm before crawling back up to kiss him. He kisses her with more feeling than he did a few minutes ago, holding her close to her and wanting it to last.

"Your turn, baby," she rolls over, pointing at her cock, letting him know she wants it sucked.

He rolls on top of her, kissing up and down her neck and nibbling on her ears. She loves having a man on her, she loves what he's doing. She squirms and moans when he kisses and sucks on her tits.

He's a different man than he was last night, she feels it in his kisses. He's making sweet love to her, kissing lower, going down, heading for her cock.

He pauses, inches away from her girl cock, not sure if he wants to do this or not. If he could only remember how she pumped his mouth last night, remember how he loved it, he would swallow it in an instant.

This morning though, with little recollection of last night's pleasures, it's all he can do to just stare at it; his male instincts repulsed by the mere thought of it.

Cassie looks down at him as he contemplates, a scene she's seen all too many times before. She watches as he opens his mouth, fighting to break through his inhibitions. Cassie bucks her hips into him, tempting him to put it in his mouth.

Sensing her need, finally, he takes it. Cassie gasps at the sensation of Gavin's mouth on her cock. Her eyes roll back, she moans for him, wanting him more, hoping he's different than all the others.

He holds her in his mouth less than a minute before he has to back off. He looks up at her disappointed face, disappointed in himself that he couldn't finish what he started.

"I'm sorry, Cassie, it's just so new to me right now. I'll get used to it. Trust me, I'll get better at it."

"That's okay, baby. I understand. I've never had a man suck me, so don't think I expected you to be any different."

"I want to, it's just that... it's just that..."

"Don't worry about it," she says as she moves to get off the bed. "I have a plane to catch anyways."

He's embarrassed by the irritated tone in her voice. He wants to please her, but his social programming is too much to overcome. Men don't suck cock, period.

"Do you still want to fuck? I'm sure I could do that if you still want to."

"I did, but not anymore. If you can't suck me, you can't fuck me."

"I really like you," he looks into her steely eyes, "I'm sorry I couldn't suck you like you sucked me. I know I could learn to like it. I'd like to think we can maybe do this again? What do you think?"

"You mean like dating me as your girlfriend?"

"Yeah. I don't care if you don't have a pussy. I could be happy with just your ass. I'd like to start dating you if you feel the same way."

"Let me think about it while I'm in the shower," she leaves the door open.

"I'd let you shower with me if I wasn't so pressed for time," she kisses his cheek. "Do you mind cleaning up at your place?"

He smells of sex, marijuana, and alcohol, and he'd really like to get in the shower with her. But not wanting to upset her while she's considering seeing him again, he tells her not to worry about it. He'll wait till he gets home to shower.

She laughs to herself as she locks herself in the bathroom. Most of the men she's deceived end up falling for her after she sucks them in the morning and they can't stomach the thought of sucking her back. She has no intention of ever seeing him again.

She thinks about how much fun she's had as she gets in the shower to wash every trace of him off her body. She giggles in front of the mirror as she puts on her makeup, another succubus fantasy almost over. She steps out of the bathroom with a towel around her, joining him in the bedroom just as he's finishing getting dressed.

She lets the towel fall to the floor, wrapping her naked body around him and planting a kiss on his lips.

"So..." she gives him false hope, "you wanna have a girlfriend? What did you have in mind?"

"Well, for starters, I'd like to take you out to dinner next week when you get back from your trip."

"Okay, it's a date. I'll give you another chance to love my clit. I'll call you Wednesday night when I get back from my trip. I'll probably be horny by then. Maybe I'll invite you over."

"Oh... that would be wonderful."

She gets her cell phone off the nightstand. "Let me take a picture of you so I can look at you while I'm away."

"For sure. Can I get one of you? Would it be too much to ask to take one of you naked?"

"You can if you promise not to show it you any of your horny guy friends at work."

"I'd never do that," he assures as he reaches into his pocket for his phone.

"Shit... where's my phone? It was in my pocket last night."

"Maybe it fell out when I pulled your pants off. Check around the floor."

"Here it is," he finds it just under the bed where she put it.

She backs up and gives him a sexy pose, "Snap away, sweetie. I'm your pin-up girl."

"Shit..." his heart sinks. "My fuckin' phone is dead!"

"Here," she hands her phone to him, "take one on my phone and I'll send it to you."

"Great...! That'll work."

After taking several sexy pictures of each other, all on her phone, she gets dressed as he feasts his eyes on this gorgeous babe he thinks he's just landed. Her suitcase was already packed and they share a few final kisses before leaving the apartment.

"Shit," she says as soon as they get outside, "I think I left the bathroom light on. Would you mind waiting here to watch my bag while I go check?"

"Sure thing."

She runs back up the stairs, taking the apartment key off her key chain and leaving it on the kitchen table before going back down to Gavin.

"Phew..." she says as if she's out of breath, "I must have been too excited thinking about you when I was in the bathroom. Now I'm really running late. I'd offer you a ride home, but I'm afraid I'll miss my plane."

"Don't worry about it. I'll be walking on air all the way just thinking about you."

She gives him a hug and enjoys his arm around her as he walks her to her car. She gives him one final kiss before leaving him on the street as she drives off laughing. She's still laughing as she turns in her rental car at the airport and gets on the shuttle bus to the terminal.

Going through security, the officer hands her ticket and driver's license back to her, "Brenda Aikens, ma'am, enjoy your flight to San Francisco."

She chuckles as she sends a text to her wife in Portland. 'Just now boarding my plane in Santa Barbara. Will call when I land in San Fran. Love, Brendi.'

~~~~~

As her plane takes off, Gavin's just walking into his apartment, feeling an excitement he hasn't felt since the divorce. While he walked the twelve blocks home, he noticed an annoying wetness that seemed to be seeping from his butt. He brushed it off at first, but the longer he walked, the more annoying it got.

He heads to the bathroom first thing, sitting on the toilet and feeling around his asshole.

'What the fuck...?' he thinks, pushing his finger inside, feeling a slimy substance.

'She didn't...' he's starting to realize what the wetness might be.

Sniffing his wet finger, he recognizes the odor. Hoping against hope, he touches his tongue to his finger and there's no doubt that he's tasting her cum.

'She did...' he buries his head in the palms of his hands.

He thought his ass felt weird when he woke up. Now he knows why. She fucked him last night. He sits, dumbfounded as he thinks of how she did it and starts getting vague recollections of her doing it to him.

He's embarrassed with himself as he gets in the shower. The more he thinks about it, the less embarrassment he feels. After all, no one else will know he got fucked in the ass last night. He realizes that if they're going to start dating, he's going to have to submit to being fucked by her.

~~~~~

Stepping into the airport terminal in San Francisco, Brendi wonders if Gavin's figured it out yet as she dials her wife's number.

"Hello?"

"Hi Cindy, it's Brendi. I couldn't wait to hear my lover's voice again."

"I'm so glad you called. How'd it go in Santa Barbara?"

"Like clockwork. Right about now he should be figuring out he got fucked in the ass last night and wondering how I did it."

"You're such an evil bitch when you're a succubus," Cindy giggles.

"I know..." Brendi giggles back. "that's why I love this game. It gets easier every time. I had him eating out of my hand an hour after I ambushed him in a coffee shop. I'll tell you all about it when I get home. How was your weekend with Barb?"

"It was heaven. I love that girl's pussy so much. I've almost got her talked into joining us for a threesome. She hates cock, but I know she'll love yours."

"That sounds lovely. Listen, I gotta run to catch my next plane. I'll see you when I land in Portland."

~~~~~

Gavin steps out of the shower, thinking it wasn't so bad being fucked. The more he thinks about Cassie the more he thinks he could fall in love with her, cock and all. After he gets dressed, he checks to see if his cell phone is charged enough to work, and luckily, it is.

He eagerly checks his messages to see if she sent him the nude picture he took of her. Sadly, no picture has arrived and he figures she'll send it when she gets to her hotel in Portland.

He checks his phone off and on all night, but no picture is sent. He entertains himself by watching shemale porn on his laptop, thinking about Cassie and him doing the same things they're doing in the movies.

~~~~~

Brendi's plane lands in Portland and Cindy is waiting for her at the security checkpoint. They hug and kiss as much as they dare in public, holding hands as they wait for her luggage in baggage claim.

An hour later, they walk into their beautiful home in a wooded area just outside of Portland. They immediately cover each other in kisses and start ripping each other's clothes off.

Cindy's dying to suck Brendi's cock as they run into the bedroom. She's a lesbian, but she's also a rabid cock sucker for her husband. Cindy takes her deep into her throat, just the way Brendi likes it.

"Am I as good as Gavin?" she giggles.

"Shit..." Brendi busts out laughing. "He had me in his mouth about thirty seconds before he spits me out."

"What did you tell him your name was?"

"Cassandra... Cassie for short."

"How romantic," Cindy giggles, "did he get to fuck Cassandra?"

"Hell no... I told him if he can't suck, he can't fuck."

As Cindy laughs about it, Brendi turns her around to dive into her hot puss, tasting her sweet juices and getting her ready to fuck.

They spend the next hour fucking like they do every night, with Brendi pummeling both of Cindy's hot little holes at will. After Brendi dumps her load into Cindy's ass, she rolls over to the side, watching Cindy strap on her favorite rubber dick.

Cindy presses her larger tits into Brendi's stiff nipples as she pushes her dildo into Brendi's horny ass.

"Time to cool my little succubus down after her weekend of conquest."

"You won't cool me down that way, my favorite lover. Every time I fuck a guy's ass, it just gets me hotter for my perverted little Cindy-slut."

"Don't think I haven't noticed, Brendi-love. I love how we're both always hotter for each other after a weekend apart. It's so wonderful we give each other freedom to pursue sex outside the boundaries of our marriage."

After they've worn each other out in bed, they put on their nightgowns and come back to the living room to relax with a cup of herbal tea. While Cindy's heating up the water, Brendi goes over to the computer and loads Gavin's picture into the files.

She prints an eight-by-ten copy and writes the number thirteen in the corner. She gets her trophy binder and puts Gavin's photo with the pictures of the dozen other men she's seduced on each of her succubus fantasy trips.

~~~~~

Gavin waits in vain, checking his phone every five minutes for the naked picture of Cassie to be delivered. When it doesn't come by the time he gets too sleepy to stay awake, he shoots her a text. He tells her he misses her already and reminds her he's still waiting for the picture she promised to send her.

He's thinking she's just tired from her trip and will be sending the picture as soon as she gets the text. He's disappointed when he wakes up the next day and still no photo on his messages. In fact, he doesn't have any new messages at all.

He's wondering if she's having second thoughts. Maybe she's pissed he couldn't suck her off. Maybe she's too busy with business. Maybe, maybe, maybe.

The thought never occurs to him that maybe he's been had. He knows where she lives. If nothing else, he'll stop over to see her when she gets back.

Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday pass by, and not a word from Cassie. All his texts go unanswered, he's wondering what's going on. Thursday night, he knows she's back from her business trip and takes a walk over to her apartment to see if there's a problem.

As he walks up the stairs, he remembers how hot her ass looked when she followed her last Saturday night. He knocks on her door, excited to lay eyes on her again as he hears the door being unlocked from the inside. He's shocked when the door opens and he's looking at an older gentleman, asking him what he wants.

"Ummm... yeah..." he struggles to say, "I was looking for Cassie?"

"Cassie...?" the man answers with a puzzled look. "There's no Cassie living here. Do you have the right apartment?"

"I'm sure this is the right apartment. I was just here Saturday night."

"Ohhhhh," the man says, "we were out of town last weekend. We go on a lot of trips now that we're retired, and we rent our place out when we're gone. There's a good demand for weekend stays in Santa Barbara. This Cassie person must have rented the place over the weekend."

"Do you have her address?"

"Oh, no. We let the property management people do all the bookings. We have no idea who stays here. We just get a check and let them handle everything."

Gavin walks away, dejected and depressed. He's been thinking about Cassie all week, and now it looks like he'll never see her again. He gets out his phone and dials her number, only to have the person answering telling him he has the wrong number. Cassie gave him a bogus number.

As a last-ditch attempt, he contacts the property management people to find out who rented that apartment. They told him it was a woman who lives in Portland, but for privacy reasons, would not give him her personal information.

That was his last hope, now there's no hope. He realizes he's been had. Seduced by a woman who lured him to an apartment and fucked him in the ass.

'How could I have been so gullible?' he thinks to himself.

It makes him think about the consequences of his one-night stand with the woman at work. How he wishes now he'd never agreed to hook up her at a motel. He cheated on his wife and now he's paying the price.

He can't stop thinking as he heads to the beach for another lonely walk,

'It's impossible to understand how incredibly life-altering a divorce can be without experiencing it yourself.'